Cynthia & The Little Girl
came to this new town because her father got transferred. They were
allotted a small house with a tiny garden where colourful flowers
were growing and it had a small white gate.
John and Vanessa
settled in happily but Cynthia felt lonely because there was
no one her age living nearby to play with. Her father's office
was not far from there but the nearest school was 7 miles
away. Cynthia's father dropped her in the morning and her
mom picked her up after school. In the evening, after finishing
homework, Cynthia got bored because she had no one to play
by but Cynthia's loneliness did not lessen. It was a quiet
life they led here in this small town and her mother was always
busy cooking and cleaning and had no time for her daughter.
One day, Cynthia went for a walk all alone telling her mother
she would be back shortly. She went exploring down a side
street and after wandering for some time thought it best to
return home so as not to worry her parents.
While coming back
to her house, she heard a sobbing sound and stopped. The crying
could be heard from behind some trees. Cynthia went to explore and
found a little girl sitting and crying under one of the trees. "What
happened to you dear girl, why are you crying?" asked Cynthia.
"I have no where to go and nothing to eat," replied the
little girl sobbing. "Where are your parents?" asked Cynthia.
"They died a long time back. I used to live with my aunt but
she has turned me out of her home and asked me never to come back."
"Well, come with me. I'll ask my parents what can be done.
By the way, what is your name?" "I am Rosie, " said
Cynthia held her hand
and briught her home. "WHo is this Cynthy?" asked her
mom when she saw Rosie. Her daughter explained everything and it
was decided Rosie would go and live with Mr. and Mrs. Jackson who
lived nearby and had no child of their own. They had been praying
to God to send them a child and it seemed their prayers had been
answered. "Mommy how can you be sure Nancy aunty and uncle
Jack will have her?" asked Cynthia. "Well, I'll call them
for tea and ask them, " said Vanessa.
The Jacksons accpeted
the invitaion to tea and came shortly. Till then, Rosie was clean
and fed and had an enchanted smile on her face. Nancy fell for the
little charming face on sight and her husband smiled warmly at her
obvious delight. At long last Cynthia had some one to play with
and her wish came true.
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